The Dragon Slayer

Card 3, Gallery 1

Sometime, of an evening,
she would think
of younger days,
of a long ago time
when she journeyed alone,
and all the people
she’d met.

How they’d helped her
to learn what was really important,
and how to hone, then own,
her deepest calling.

The dragon slayer.
How he’d told her
that her pen was far more
reaching, life enhancing,
then the sword he polished
each evening because it was only
a habit he couldn’t relinquish
without the fear of completely
losing the self he had become.

How her words of sharpened truth
had pierced his heart
forever changing it.
How his words spoken quietly
across that long ago campfire
had filled her with a different type of fire
that still continued to burn
deep within her.

Elizabeth Crawford 5/8/2020

Notes: Image is from the Soul Cards, created by Deborah Koff-Chapin.
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2 Responses to The Dragon Slayer

  1. Tom says:

    Ooh, I really like this, Elizabeth. I got the different layers of past and present and fact and fiction, and quite a mystical feel. I was transported!

    Tom, Sherry and I took this similar Soul Card Journey back in 2011. It was quite an amazing experience. Before April’s NaPo, I hadn’t been writing at all. Once I started, I didn’t want to stop so decided to use the Soul Card images that are still here in my media files as the prompts for another. You can find the original piece by clicking on the title “The Dragon Warrior” above. I have written a few pieces about dragons and how I view them. For me, they are a mystical experience. One that is most often filled with laughter, but also knowledge and wisdom. Thanks so much for your visit,



  2. Sherry Marr says:

    This is wonderful. I havent written mine yet but will get to it. I am struck by his saying that about not relinquishing his sword or the self he had become, but that your pen and your words were stronger. How awesome. Did you find my Dead Woman poem hidden among the wild writing pieces? I had forgotten about Dead Woman poems and loved writing it.


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